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BETTEE EDIT - I GOT THE FREAKING JOB
My daughter is looking for a job that allows 15 year olds but we cannot find any they all want 16 and above any recommendations?
My daughter is looking for a job that allows 15 year olds but we cannot find any they all want 16 and above any recommendations?
My daughter is looking for a job that allows 15 year olds but we cannot find any they all want 16 and above any recommendations?
I have a friend who's having a quinceañera, and I'm in her court. The problem is that getting a choreographer was delayed, so we only had about two weeks to learn both the waltz and the surprise dance. We only have three days left until the quince, and we literally just finished learning all the choreography. Now we have to memorize it and make it actually look good.
My friend (I'll call her Jen) learns dances really fast because she's been doing this kind of stuff her whole life. The rest of the court, including me, has not. We had to learn everything step by step, from basic movements to three separate dance routines. On top of that, a lot of the court doesn't pay attention during practice. Nobody counts, people are constantly off beat, and everyone keeps running into each other. It's honestly a mess.
I do dance and marching band, so I know how important counting is. I suggested that Jen make counts for the songs because it would help everyone stay together. She got annoyed and basically said, "Why can't everyone just follow the music?" I tried explaining that what seems easy to her isn't easy for everyone else. If half the court is struggling to stay on beat, then we need to work at their level so the dances actually come together.
The thing that's really frustrating me is that Jen keeps wanting to add more stuff. At our last practice, after we finally finished the entire routine, she started talking about adding tricks, flips, harder footwork, and other complicated moves. I told her that adding more choreography this close to the event was a bad idea because people are still struggling with the basics. She got mad and said I was being negative, acting like an asshole, and looking down on everyone. Than texted a mutual friend venting about our argument saying why couldnt her court so simple moves and nothing was hard to learn and blah blah and in my opinion it's not super advanced but it's not babyish simple things yk I think what we have is fine.
The thing is, I'm not trying to insult anyone. I'm just being realistic. Some people in the court can barely do a basic two-step without tripping over themselves. Adding a bunch of advanced moves three days before the quince sounds like a disaster waiting to happen. I'd rather have a simple dance that looks clean than a complicated one that falls apart.
So, AITA for telling her to stop adding more choreography and focus on making what we already have look good?
TL;DR Basically my friend wants to do super advanced moves belivies everyone can do it but it's so unrealistic and out of touch so I call her out on it
About 9 months ago, my friend Stacy asked me to be a dama in her quinceañera, and I spent months helping her plan everything, especially the court outfits. I spent days finding affordable outfits she approved, only for her to later replace them with more expensive ones and tell everyone they had to pay. When I told her I couldn't afford it, she said she would cover my expenses.
About 2 months before her quince, we decided to start a baking business for extra cash just for fun. We made $100 in total and split it evenly, each getting $50. Later, she told me she wanted me to use my share to pay for my quince outfit. I pointed out that the outfit cost about $120, so my $50 wouldn't even cover half of it and that she should use some of her money too. She refused, saying she wanted to keep her money for personal use and, in her own words, "I want to use this money for Chipotle and candy." After arguing, we eventually compromised by finding cheaper outfits, and I ended up paying about $50. Which was literally all I had so no extra money to save or anything.
I also helped her find a choreographer, got my retired mom to do her hair for only $150 when other stylists were charging $300–500, helped replace court members who dropped out, organized rides, cleaned up dance routines, and pushed for more practices because the quince was approaching quickly. Despite repeatedly helping her solve problems, making sacrifices to stay available for practices, and even staying in the quince instead of fully participating in my college dual-credit campus experience, Stacy often ignored my efforts. The final straw came when she agreed to pick me up for practice. After going to the wrong location, she refused to drive a few extra minutes to the correct building, left me stranded, and then canceled the next day's practice to go out to eat. Now, with only 3 days until the quince and almost no progress made, I'm exhausted, frustrated, and wondering if I would be wrong for telling her I don't want to do it anymore. The only thing holding me back is that over 80 people, including my family, will be there, and I don't want to ruin such an important event in front of everyone.
About 9 months ago, my friend Stacy asked me to be a dama in her quinceañera, and I spent months helping her plan everything, especially the court outfits. I spent days finding affordable outfits she approved, only for her to later replace them with more expensive ones and tell everyone they had to pay. When I told her I couldn't afford it, she said she would cover my expenses.
About 2 months before her quince, we decided to start a baking business for extra cash just for fun. We made $100 in total and split it evenly, each getting $50. Later, she told me she wanted me to use my share to pay for my quince outfit. I pointed out that the outfit cost about $120, so my $50 wouldn't even cover half of it and that she should use some of her money too. She refused, saying she wanted to keep her money for personal use and, in her own words, "I want to use this money for Chipotle and candy." After arguing, we eventually compromised by finding cheaper outfits, and I ended up paying about $50. Which was literally all I had so no extra money to save or anything.
I also helped her find a choreographer, got my retired mom to do her hair for only $150 when other stylists were charging $300–500, helped replace court members who dropped out, organized rides, cleaned up dance routines, and pushed for more practices because the quince was approaching quickly. Despite repeatedly helping her solve problems, making sacrifices to stay available for practices, and even staying in the quince instead of fully participating in my college dual-credit campus experience, Stacy often ignored my efforts. The final straw came when she agreed to pick me up for practice. After going to the wrong location, she refused to drive a few extra minutes to the correct building, left me stranded, and then canceled the next day's practice to go out to eat. Now, with only 3 days until the quince and almost no progress made, I'm exhausted, frustrated, and wondering if I would be wrong for telling her I don't want to do it anymore. The only thing holding me back is that over 80 people, including my family, will be there, and I don't want to ruin such an important event in front of everyone.
TL;DR My friend has treated me wrong and I don't want to be in her quince that she helped pay for and it's last minute